One week,
Stabbed and Hurt,
Another,
Roses and Honey.
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The world is
A rollercoaster,
But if only you had seen it before, you never would have waited in line.
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Drifting through school,
Like a ghost,
Nothing seems real.
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The pain,
It hurts so much,
It turns to liquid anger,
Clear.
Repeat.
Seems like love,
Turns into hate,
How can all of this be
Fate?
Repeat.
A test of the soul?
I'm broken to
Pieces.
Repeat.
Repeat.
Repeat.
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